"𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑬𝑨𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 𝑴𝒀 𝑮𝑼𝑵" 𝑹𝑬𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑯 𝑹𝑨𝑰 𝑺𝑼𝑹𝒀𝑨 𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰 "I am the Darkest Desire which keeps on adding fuel to her wants, she has to learn how to obey, because she is no one's else's property but 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑴𝑵𝑬 𝒕𝒐 𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌, 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌, 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑫𝑰𝑬" 𝑺𝑵𝑬𝑯𝑨 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑲𝑼𝑹 " I never thought of mylife as Hell but staying in here with him feels like one but why do I feel so comfortable with him why does he makes me crave for him bit by bit . Why does my body reacts to his touch, when j should feel disgusted of it, what is this feeling i can't understand but I know 𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑴𝑬" THIS STORY CONSISTS OF: There are many different characters which will be coming below in the coming 😉 scenes. Age Gap Drama Trauma Blood Violence Mature Content🔞 I hope you all Vote this story and also please don't generate hate to any of the characters the story is totally mine and nobody has any contribution in this story so hope you all like it.

"𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚." ~~ DIVORCE AGREEMENT. My hands went numb. The paper trembled between my fingers. I looked up at him, praying it was some kind of twisted joke. But he didn't even flinch. He just pushed the pen towards me, his gaze sharp and unreadable. "Sign it, Mishti. You wanted him free. This is the cost." My chest tightened, the fever, the ache, the weight of everything crashing over me all at once. Behind me, I heard Arav struggling, his voice raw, "Don't you dare, Mishti! Don't beg to him. Don't give him that satisfaction. He should be the one apologising to you, not the other way around!" Sultan clicked his tongue, eyes narrowing. "He's still talking... making me angrier." His tone was calm, terrifyingly calm. "If I want, I can let him rot here for years. Do you want that, Mishti?" My stomach twisted. My hands were shaking uncontrollably now. He was serious. Dead serious. The inspector slid the pen into my hand. My eyes stung, the words blurring on the page. I didn't even recognize my own handwriting when I pressed the pen down, signing my name with a trembling hand. It felt like I was signing away more than just a marriage. I was signing away a part of myself. When I lifted my head, Sultan was watching me. Not triumphant, not smiling-just cold. "I want to start fresh. I'm planning to get married again. I don't want your nuisance anymore." I swear in that moment, something inside me just collapsed. Like all the years, all the love, all the pain I carried-it was for nothing. I wanted to scream, wanted to beg him to just once look at me the way he used to. He fixed his watch, straightened his cuffs, and picked up his coat like this was just another meeting that was done.

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

DARK ROMANCE We entered in that basement and the smell of dry blood hit my nostrils. I look at the basement and it looks old and dirty place the whole basement was covered in dirt like it has not been cleaned for years. In the middle of that basement there was a dim light bulb hanging on the wall. The walls of that basement was not painted properly. And at the right corner of the basement I saw three doors. He drage me towards the first door and opened it he throw me inside that room I fell on the floor "This is your last warning I won't be as friendly next time ... trust me " he whisper the last part which send chills down my spine "Don't think that I forgave you for that little stunt of yours" he said while sitting and bending down to get on my level holding my jaws strongly "You will be punished on your wedding night " **** Zaviyar Malik he is worst of the worst the most ruthless and powerful mafia boss of Pakistan. He is the fire and it burns everything that comes in his way and turn it to ashes. he don't think twice before killing a person. he is famous for his crule ways of torture. Aykiz a cute, beautiful, innocent, and kind hearted girl . how is a bit childish but has a mouth she love to read books. she have alot of friends the only family left was her father. she loves her father and can do anything for his. Two different worlds, Two different lives , Two different personalities. What happens when they collide **** OK i know the first few chapters of the book are cringe so, sorry for that don't judge my book form first few chapters. STILL UNEDITED started: (November-8th -2020) ended : (October-20th- 2021)